Fake Garry

Once upon a time I was human, but that time was so long ago. Now I'm known as the last of Guertena's creations, the Forgotten Portrait, but anyone who comes here knows me as Garry. It's been a long ride since I died, but I've gotten better, though I still go mad from time to time. (NSFW is Possible) M!A: Accepting

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[Her hands covered her mouth as she let out a large yawn and took her shoes off placing them beside the bed, and slipping under the covers. The moment her head hit the pillow, she was asleep.]

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Garry smiled as she entered sleep, watching her small form rest. He reached into her pocket and pulled out her rose. A very small part of him was telling him not to do this, but that didn't matter. Smirking, he placed his hand on the rose and ripped all of the petals off, letting them drop to the ground. "Welcome to the abyss...Ib."

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[She’s rubbing her eye as she slowly gets closer to the bed. It’s calling for her.]

Uhh..since the safe room a long while back.. I know we’re supposed to go but..can I nap really fast Garry?…I feel like I’m going to pass out…all of a sudden..

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Garry smiled as she stumbled towards the bed, good she was at her limits, it'd all be over soon. He walked over to the bed and pulled the cover up for her to get under. "It's fine, rest as long as you need to Ib, I can wait till you feel better."

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[She stared hard at the bed once it came into full view. She walked towards it—she felt so tired just by staring at it.. looking at Garry she gave him a  thumbs up.]

Yeah, sure! i’ll stay as Ib for you…but.. whats this doing here..?

[And why is she suddenly tired. That bed did look comfortable..]

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Garry glanced at Ib as she stared at the bed, noticing how tired she was starting to get. Good, the combination of being here for a while, the emotions of being scared and everything else was letting her get exhausted much more easily. "I'm not sure myself, but your looking really tired, when did you last sleep?"

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I know. I trust you Garry. Oh right… My name isn’t really Ib..well it is but isn’t.. [She was told to give her name to those she trusted, Ib was just a shorter version to keep herself safe.]

I’m Isabella.[Oh this was a new passageway.. she’d never gone here nope. She begns to wander down the staircase. As usual she took the lead when it came to newer areas.]

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Garry rose an eyebrow at Ib's actual name, before he smiled. "Is it okay if I keep calling you Ib, I think that sounds better." As they walked down the passageway, Garry could see the diamond bed coming into view. 

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[She let out a sigh of relief. The scared feeling she had quickly faded. Oh.. she places her hands oh her head..]

Thankgod. I was scared, but..i know I don’t need to be ..

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Garry smiled as Ib became more relaxed as they got to the new passageway. That was good, the more relaxed she was, the easier this would be on both of them. "Yeah, you don't need to worry at all Ib, I'm here, I'll always be here."

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[Yes he was the older one, yes he looked out for them both but..]

Garry I may be small but..I can help myself a little you know?

I wonder..I mean…wait.. [She looked at him, slightly scared to ask but..] Where’s your rose..Mary ripped it up.

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Garry chuckled a bit as Ib said that she could help out too, before rubbing her on the head. She was still young, she didn't need to do anything yet, that's why he was here. When she asked about his rose, he pulled out a fully complete blue rose. "Well, when Mary...well you know, it must've fixed my rose somehow."

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I didn’t see this at all—i was in a  rush..I wante dto get home but..I also wanted to wait for you .. because you were sleeping.. But you were alo coming later right? I was going to wait on the othsider for you.

..Either way you helped me realize, that was not the exit. And you woke up in time! I’m glad to see you again.. Sorry to put so much weight on your shoulders Garry.

[Looking around she agrees, she hadn’t seen that passage before. Garry must’ve taken his time…]

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Garry kept up the smile as Ib said she was going to wait on the other side, but inside he was sad. Had she gone through, she wouldn't have remembered their bond, their connection. He would have been forgotten and all alone, but now, she would share that burden and they'd stay bonded. "Hey it's fine, I'm the older one here and it's my job to look after you Ib."

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Is…that so?

[She uncovered her face and wiped her eyes on her sleeve.] Let’s go look there then.. There must be something ..right? We need to go home..

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Garry nodded at Ib as they started walking to where the passage was. "It must've opened up after we got out of the sketchbook, you probably just overlooked it." He'd forgive her for wanting to go to her old home, she didn't know any better yet.

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[Another way out..? But this place—they’d nearly been all over! She’s growing frustrated, she was tired —hungry even. She covers her face and gives out a groan. No she won’t cry not in front of Garry. But eventually she will ..]

I want to go home Garry..I went to the double doors, the entrance..they don”t open—nothing..there’s no way out of here and i’m tired of it..

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"I want to go home to Ib, but for now we just have to keep on pushing." Another lie, they were home, the younger girl just didn't realize it yet. When she commented on how she was tired, a small smile grew at the forming of an idea. A good dreamless sleep was just what she needed. "I ran past a new passageway earlier before I found you, perhaps there is something that way?"

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No I promise i didn’t..! [She held onto his hand now, looking left nd right.] Garry? Where do we go now if that isn’t the exit? I…Mother and Father … They’ll be worried right?

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Garry smiled at the younger girl as they started to walk away from the exit, glancing back as the lights flickered. The way out was gone now, there would be no returning to that world. "Don't worry Ib, your mom and dad will be fine. And as for where to go...you have any ideas where to look?"

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[She looked at the man who called for her. Garry! She had just been about to jump into the painting but..no he called for her. She went the warn way..apparently. So now she’s walking towards him, a relieved sigh, knowing he’s awake and well. Now she’s in front of him, staring up at the male.]

Garry…! You’re okay…!

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Garry smiled at Ib as she came over to him, putting out his hand for her to take. He had just sealed both their fates, to be trapped in this place. But, they'd be together and that'd be alright. Besides, he had his reasons for keeping her here, for one she was the only one he could call friend now, plus she was so naive. Hopefully she'd never have to find out his new identity. "Yeah, I sure am Ib. Guess you didn't get into much trouble after I fell asleep, huh?"

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To all my new followers

I am super excited to have the chance to interact with you, but sadly I do not do follow starters. However if you want to like this for a starter or message me for a plot, I'd love to do either of those things.

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Another Yellow Rose

Dark halls….

Strange artwork….

That chill creeping down her spine….

As if all the warning signs weren’t there when she stepped into this strange place. For one, it held too many similar traits of uneasiness that a stranger had in her old house. The second was that odd scraping sound of something heavy on the carpeted floor just down the hall.

The girl held a hand to her heart, as if urging it to stop.

Peering around the corner she spotted the source of the sound.

A picture frame.

But not one that just dropped to the floor, it was moving.

Immediately the blond hid right back into her spot behind the wall and forced herself to stand upright just as it turned. She could see arms…

"Viola, breath…There has to be a way around…." Though there wasn’t much of a chance she could get around whatever was moving just a few feet down the hall to the door. Again she peered around the corner, fingers gripping the corner of the wall as she tried to figure out the pattern of the guard in front of her escape.

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Garry sighed as he sat in his own room, waiting for news on the visitor that had come in. All he knew right now was that she was a young blonde who had a yellow rose and all he could think of was Mary. Had she returned home for some reason, would today be the day she answered for her crimes, would he be able to get home?

Home...no, this was his home now, his old one long gone thanks to that little girl. He wasn't even sure how long it had been on the outside, maybe a week, maybe months or even years. It caused a pain in his heart that he was unable to ignore or cast aside.

Sighing as his thoughts lingered on the pain, one of the blue dolls came running into the room. "garry, garry, it's not Mary, not her~ Can we play with her now~"

Garry shook his head no in response, causing the doll to groan, before he stood up and walked to the door, opening it. "Not yet, I need to see this visitor first..." And then he walked through, showing up in the same room as Viola, through the door she had come in.

Walking up behind her, he leaned down slightly, intending to try and scare her with surprise. "Looks like you could use some help there."

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"I did have a father though." She felt pain saying that out loud as it brought up old memories and she stopped in her movement as she held onto her dress. “He was.. old. I remember that. The paintings all loved him but he liked to work on creating life more. I know this because he wouldn’t stop until I was finished.” She looked down at her hand and raised it up as she touched the skin softly as if it was fine china. She couldn’t believe she managed to be here but she continued with the action still in play. “I was going to say hi to him because he was finally finished but when he wouldn’t get up and someone took him away… he just wouldn’t talk. I stayed there watching him for a long time until he was taken to a place i’m not sure where.” 

She sat down on the floor once she felt she was done and the cheerful energy she possessed vanished as she stayed silent in thought. She started to run a hand slowly through her hair and she opened her mouth in mindless chatter. “I know they can’t.. but if you took my place, they’ll listen to you! They like you as much as they liked him, maybe even more. You can do anything you want…” She trailed off and went to open her mouth before stopping herself, deciding on keeping the quiet area between them how it was.

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Garry sighed as Mary talked about Guertena and his death, not sure how to respond to this. She didn't understand that he wasn't coming back...at least he thought she didn't understand. Running a hand through his hair, Garry looked at the now sitting girl, sighing.

"Mary...your father....he's gone Mary, he's been gone for a long time. What happened to him, what you saw...he died, he probably put the last of his own life so you could live like he wanted." Garry looked at Mary as she slowly talked about how the other paintings would listen to him and such. He didn't care about any of that though.

"What I want Mary...I don't even know anymore, my family is gone because even if I get out, they may not remember me. So what's left for me, to just rule over a world that get's its kicks out of tormenting visitors to stumble here? I'm sorry, but that's just not me."

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"Even if you lost your family and your friends, this museum can be your new friends and family. Aren’t they being nice to you? Aren’t they taking care of you? They should be because you’re the new— prince? Is it that still?" Even though she lived for many years, her mental age was the same as her appearance. She couldn’t understand how heartbreaking this must be for the other and maybe she never will. All she knows is that right now, a friend is what counts and she had that now! Why isn’t he happy too? 

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"...I guess you wouldn't understand since you never had a mother or father, a real family...what they made me feel, how happy I was with them...I can never see them again and what's worse, they won't even remember a single thing about me. Knowing that even if I find a way out of here without having to take someone's life, everything I knew is gone forever because of you...and a few paintings can't change that Mary, nothing can fill the void."

Garry glared at the girl with all his might before he sighed and sat on the ground, starting to feel a bit exhausted from holding back his rage. It had been pent up for so long and now being in front of his killer, it was starting to hurt him to not do something that'd hurt her the way she hurt him.

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"Reality? H-..how are there two of me? Like I can see there being two Mary’s, I mean she’s a goddamn painting! But.. I’m human!" Frans grabbed the other’s hand after a moment, pulling himself up and then taking a few, very careful, steps back. "You’re Garry right? Not some fake person? Uh… uh…"

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"Yes, you are human, cherish that fact, cling to your humanity. I wasn't so fortunate, I guess you could say that I'm the fake between the two of us, a nobody. But, call me Portrait, I'm what came to be when Mary killed me so she could have Ib." Garry sighed as he gave up his individuality so the other would be more at ease with the current situation.